When Zhu Yunjiu saw Wuyi, his eyes fell on his hands, and joy appeared in his eyes. He couldn't wait to meet him. His wide sleeves were flying in the air with silk ribbons, and he shone with pearl-like light in the sun. From a distance, he looked like a butterfly spreading his wings in the air, elegant and gorgeous.

These days, as long as Wuyi comes with a letter in her hand, she will always show the long-lost brightness as she is now. Wuyi suddenly realizes it, as if she is not coming for the letter, but just for him. However, whenever she wakes up, she always can't hide her loss.

She is not for him, but for faith.

During this period, Zhu Yunjiu always received letters from his son from time to time. Most of the letters mentioned were trivial things, such as what delicious food was eaten for dinner, or what beautiful scenery was seen, and a food box or a scroll was sent along with the letter.

Such letters will be sent every few days, which will always make Zhu Yunjiu's always indifferent face warmth bloom.

The fragrance of the ink was so strong that she always read the letter over and over again, her fingers gently whirling every word, imagining her son's movements and eyebrows when she wrote, imagining what color of clothes, shoes and boots he wore today, what kind of table he sat at, and how he ordered the servants... She could think about every little detail for a long time, feeling the feeling of slowly filling the gaps of losing her son over the years, and her whole body became vivid.

She was going to be executed when she was going to be executed, but her son did not hesitate to disobey her biological father and protected her with his life, and even did not hesitate to do assassination. The tiger poison did not eat her son. Fortunately, the marquis finally spared his life, on the condition that she had to apologize for death.

For the sake of her son, she agreed to waste her kung fu and commit suicide by taking poison. I don’t know if it was because the Marquis left a way out for her or the God was sympathetic, but the poison failed to take her life and just pulled out all her internal strength.

He was rescued by Qinghong when he was dying. He thought the matter would end like this, but in just three months, news came that the Marquis's mansion had colluded with the enemy.

She didn't believe that he would collude with the enemy. The Marquis could be said to be heartless to her, but he had supreme loyalty to Zhongzhou. How could he collude with the enemy for a lifetime of military service?

At this time, the city was full of storms. Another month later, the Marquis's mansion collapsed and the whole family was destroyed. When she heard about this, she felt ashamed of death. At this moment, there were rumors that the Marquis actually fought for his life and saved the second son's life.

What about the eldest son, where is her son?

She waited and waited, but she couldn't hear any news about the eldest son.

Another whole month later, news finally came that the Marquis was beheaded by the Meridian Gate, and 136 people remained in the Marquis' Mansion, all of which were split into pieces, without exception.

Zhu Yunjiu asked Qinghong three times, how many people in the Marquis' Mansion were punished by the punishment of the carriage, and Qinghong answered three times, 136 people.

She fainted immediately.

Including the Marquis, there were 137 people in total. But she remembered clearly that there were 138 people in the Marquis’ Mansion.

The second young master was protected, but the eldest young master was buried with him.

Is it because of my own reasons? Zhu Yunjiu didn't know, but since then, the hatred in his heart has always lingered her like a poisonous snake.

Why can the other one be free from the world if his son makes a dead soul under the knife?

Since then, revenge has become the only meaning of her life. Aren’t their brothers’ relationship very good? When the brother’s death, how can the younger brother live alone? Let’s join us for a burial so as not to have no companionship in the spring.

God is merciful, I don’t know how much virtue she has accumulated in her previous life, and after searching for more than ten years, she has really lost it and recovered! God knows how ecstatic she was when she learned the news. At the Marquis’ Mansion, she was taken away half of her life. Finally, she survived, and her son’s tragic death took away half of her remaining life.

Since then, only one of the "Zhu Yunjiu" living in the world has left, and hatred is the blood that supports this skin. Even now, she often thinks whether this matter is true or false, for fear that it is a joke God has made for her. She has been exhausted for more than ten years and can no longer afford such a joke.

Fortunately, these letters made her have something to rely on when she was frightened.

"I remember, is there any news about the little lady recently?" She tried hard to remain calm, but the hope in her eyes still betrayed her. Since the "dead" son can be lost and recovered, why can't her daughter?

Wuyi had seen her disappointed eyes too many times, and she couldn't help but lower her eyes to look at her, and just shook her head silently.

"No, it doesn't matter. Go and inquire again. Go to Tianji, Xilu, and there are many other places. Go quickly, go quickly." She urged her repeatedly, and Wuyi had to take the order and leave.

After he left, Qinghong appeared behind Zhu Yunjiu and stepped forward and hugged her from behind.

"Don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore..."

"Qinghong, am I too greedy?" She raised her hand and wiped away her tears, looking at the man in front of her who always stood on her side.

Qinghong comforted, "Who doesn't want their children to be safe? How can it be said to be greedy?"

"Qinghong...I'm sorry to you." Zhu Yunjiu covered his face and sighed.

Qinghong's face was quiet and his eyes were clear and clear. He looked at the sky with a calm and gentle breeze and smiled, "Ajiu, at this age, who else can't be sorry for whom? Although it was not your wish to give birth to a daughter with me back then, I really love you. I don't regret it. I still thank you for leaving her to me. She is your blood and blood. I believe you really love her, but if it were not for love at that time, you would not have abandoned it cruelly."

It is said that a child without a mother is like a grass, drifting and helpless. Zhu Yunjiu thought of his determination to leave back then, and the tears he had just suppressed broke again, "Qinghong, did she live well in those years? Have you suffered and have anyone bullied her?"

Qinghong nodded, "She lives well, eats well and wears warmly, and no one bullies her. I believe she is still living well now, somewhere, waiting for us to find her."

?...

Li Qianfan almost tried his best to find the "uncle" mentioned by Qi Xiu, but this person seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace of his existence.

It was inconvenient to act in Dijon as his identity. There were very few helps that could be found in Dijon. Li Qianfan could not, so he could only hide some important fragments and briefly talked about this matter with Juechen.

Juechen came to visit Qi Xiu without stopping. Seeing her pale face, he knew that things were not as simple as Li Qianfan said, but he didn't ask much. He just stayed with her silently for a long time and said softly, "Don't worry, sister."

Not only did he find someone, he also wanted to kill him, completely destroying Qi Xiu's source of fear.

Using almost all the power, he finally got the exact news a few days later. The man's surname was Zhao, with a single name and a full character. He was born in Zhongzhou. He died suddenly two days ago and was later transported to a mass grave.

"It's all right? Then... what's the point of imprisoning a girl who is not related to blood for eight years?"

His voice was extremely light, and he lingered above Zhao Laosan's head, like the thunder in June exploded, and the blood on his face faded instantly.

For a moment, Zhao Laosan felt that he was in hell at this moment, and the person in front of him was a ghost from the underworld. Otherwise, how could he know such a secret thing?

The man looked at him like a toy, and Zhao Laosan's heart sank again and again. After a while, he finally trembled and said, "Sir... I want a villain to do it, what do you do?"

After wandering around for so many years, Zhao Laosan is not stupid. There is no ghost in this world. Since this person can reveal his true feelings, he must have a great background. He called himself like this and found out his true feelings at once. It would not be as simple as narration, but he didn't know what his purpose was.

Seeing him reacting like this, the man felt a little surprised. Ordinary people couldn't help but feel a little shivering and fear when they saw him. Zhao Laosan had a ghost in his heart, but he was not so scared that he had peeing his pants. He was quite brave. It seemed that it was useless to stay in the market early.

"It's better not to appear by your side for the time being..." The man lowered his eyelashes slightly and murmured. Zhao Laosan didn't hear what he was mumbling clearly, and he vaguely felt that it was related to him. Just as he was about to pluck up his courage to ask, the man suddenly raised his head, "From today, you can stay with me."

He only asked him to stay, and did not give him any instructions to do. So when will this be considered a big shot? Zhao Laosan couldn't help looking around, and his mouth was bitter. Until now, his eyes were still not adapted to such darkness, and his body felt even more tight and uncomfortable. What made him unacceptable was the atmosphere here. Although the people standing were all living people, they were even more gloomy and depressing than dead people.

"Don't?" The man seemed to see his thoughts, but did not force him. He only ordered the person who had just arrived at him, "Then let him go."

The person behind him made a gesture of inviting him. Zhao Laosan felt a little shocked. There were two meanings to leave. The saying "Send him away" sounded like "I'm leaving here in the real sense. Instead, it had a bit of the meaning of sending him to the underworld as early as possible.

It’s better to die than to live. Zhao Laosan was so scared that he was surging from where he came from. He swallowed his saliva and moved his body to the place where the man was sitting, and repeatedly said, “The villain is willing to stay, but he is driven by the adults.”

The man raised his eyebrows, "Why are you willing again?" His eyes seemed to be smiling, as if telling him not to lie, otherwise the fate would be miserable.

Zhao Laosan choked up for a moment, and could not say the flattery he had already reached the side of his mouth. He was worried that the perverted person in front of him would be killed because of this, and his face changed slightly.

The man was very satisfied with his reaction and did not continue to make things difficult for him. He waved at the man, "Go."

Zhao Laosan followed the man step by step. He was taken to this place all the way, wearing an eye mask halfway through, and was not allowed to take it off even when eating or sleeping. He had no idea where he was at this moment. He took the opportunity to observe the surroundings carefully, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

This place is surrounded by stone walls and there is no window. A torch is hung on the wall every ten steps. The light of the fire is weak, so people can only barely see things. Zhao Laosan feels his eyes more and more sour as he looks at it.

Except for the faint light, the coldness around him was extremely strong. He had an old disease on his knees and couldn't stand the coolness. He felt very uncomfortable after walking for a short distance. But when he saw the man's feet kept stopping, he barely gritted his teeth and insisted on following.

The man took him around, climbed the steps and then went downhill again, and finally arrived at a dim corridor. At the end of the corridor, he pointed to a stone chamber on the left and said, "This is your room in the future. If there is no order from the master, don't walk around at will. Otherwise, if there is anything unexpected happening on the way..." He didn't say the following words, and only used a smile that made people feel furious on the back. Regardless of whether Zhao Laosan listened to it, he "floated" and left after saying that.

Zhao Laosan responded all over. As soon as he walked to the door of the stone room, he saw the furnishings in the room and was so scared that his heart almost vomited.

In the square small room, you can touch the stone wall above your head by raising your arms; on the blue-gray wall, there is only a dim torch; at the corner of the wall, a low table covered with a white tablecloth. Next to the low table, just in the middle of the stone room is the place to sleep.

It was the furnishings here that almost scared Zhao Laosan.

The place where you sleep is not a bed, but a coffin!

There were white cloth and white pillows in the coffin. This was not the room where living people live, it was clearly the tomb where dead people live! Zhao Laosan thought that he had to crawl in and out of the coffin every day, and his neck was frozen.

After standing at the door for a while, Zhao Laosan finally moved into the house slowly. The boats and car were exhausted for several days, thinking that there would be a place to rest, but it turned out to be a coffin! Zhao Laosan was both discouraged and scared, but in the end he could not resist the huge sleepiness, so he had to choose to lie on the table at the corner of the stone room and sleep with his clothes.

I don't know how long this sleep took until the stinging pain from his shoulder woke him up from his sleep.

"The master has something to look for you." The person who brought him that day took his feet back, and after Youyou passed the words, he left by himself.

...

Knowing the news that Zhao Laosan died suddenly, after several days of cultivation adjustment, Qi Xiu returned to her former liveliness. Although there was still a shadow in her heart, with Li Qianfan's encouragement and company, she finally mustered up the courage to look straight in the past. In this way, she didn't feel so scared.

On this day, Li Qianfan brought more things before going out than before. Qi Xiu kept standing by the door and watching him clean up. After a while, Li Qianfan turned to Qi Xiu and said, "I might have to go out for a few more days. Juechen has set up many secret guards around the house. Are you having any problems staying by yourself?"

Qi Xiu's eyes dripped and turned his head to look at Li Qianfan and asked, "Well... if I say there is a problem, can you not leave?"

Li Qianfan shook his head without thinking, "Not this time."

Qi Xiu's little face wrinkled, and he was about to show his grievance, but he just heard him finish the second half of the sentence, "But I can find a way to take you with me."

Qi Xiu was stunned for a moment, and realized what he meant. His eyes narrowed into crescent moons with smiles, revealing two rows of small white teeth like shells. "I knew Qianfan would not leave me alone!"

Li Qianfan opened his arms, with a smile in his eyes as bright as the stars, "Come on, hug him."

Qi Xiu smiled and threw herself into his arms, and he rubbed her back and forth like a kitten, "Qianfan, I'm waiting for you at home, you have to come back soon..."

"Okay, you should be careful at home and don't run around." Li Qianfan hugged her hard, rubbing her chin against her forehead.

Qi Xiu nodded, "If it really doesn't work, I'll go to the cave to sleep."

Li Qianfan held his forehead, "It would be better to seal your hole early..."

After explaining everything that was about to be explained, Li Qianfan walked out and arrived at the door without any movement. He turned around and saw Qi Xiu standing at the door, looking at him without blinking.

A ray of sunlight hit her face, and her slender eyelashes reflected a dense reflection on her lower eyelids, and reluctance flowed in her eyes.

Li Qianfan's heart was suddenly pulled, and rushed back to her several times and hugged her again, saying nothing, just hugging her quietly like this.

"Qianfan... If you don't leave, the shopkeeper will scold you." Qi Xiu reminded gently.

Li Qianfan easily opened his hand and looked at her deeply, "Wait for me to come back."

"Let me eat something delicious!" Qi Xiu naturally continued the first and second half.

Li Qianfan was so reluctant that he was only five points left by her words, and he couldn't help laughing: "Okay!"

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Don’t be scared by this title, you are more courageous than me. Anyway, this chapter makes me feel goosebumps all over... The second update is still around seven o’clock!

The next chapter preview: The accountant and the old man could still stutter and talk about the roughly what happened, while Li Qianfan was so scared that he couldn't speak. He stared at the ground wailing moans, looking at him at a loss.
Chapter completed!